I HATE HUMANS™
THE SARCASTIC, SADISTIC,
SWEAR-SOAKED SPACE OPERA.
— VJJOOM-BAM-TUDUM! —
Alright, you cosmic couch potatoes, listen up.
This is I HATE HUMANS™ — the galaxy’s finest piece of literary trash.
A masterpiece of stupidity.
A triumph of bad decisions.
A space opera held together by duct tape, sarcasm, and one very angry droid.
Meet Zeros — a walking war crime in a trench coat.
He hates people.
All of them.
Indiscriminately.
Efficiently.
Professionally.
Then there’s Blindy — a man whose entire existence is a bug report.
He drinks like a reactor leak, cheats at cards badly,
and somehow survives things that should legally erase him from matter.
Together, these two idiots stumble through:
bounty hunters, corrupt megacorps, malfunctioning taxis,
exploding orbital stations, sentient bar furniture,
soap operas older than civilization,
and the worst planet in the universe
(Mold’pony— the cosmic landfill no one asked for).
Look, I’d love to tell you this is a heroic tale…
but if you’re here expecting heroism,
you’ve clicked on the wrong damn book.
This is a story about chaos, profanity, cosmic stupidity,
questionable moral choices,
and two disasters who really should’ve been dead five chapters ago.
But here’s the twist:
they aren’t.
They live.
They fight.
They swear.
They cause millions of credits in property damage.
And through sheer accident,
they keep breaking the galaxy’s expectations.
So if you want high-speed space bullshit,
jokes sharper than shrapnel,
and characters who make you feel better
about your own life decisions—
Welcome to I HATE HUMANS™.
— Dick Melody
Nights with Melody™
Radio Nebula 69.99 FTL
Where your brain cells come to suffer.
— VJJOOM-BAM-TUDUM! —
sleazy, snarky, smartass, subversive, scandalous, sly, sinister, shameless, satirical, sassy, sharp-tongued, smug, savvy, shocking, suspenseful, spirited, scrappy, stubborn, shit-talking, spiteful, sardonic, seedy, sci-fi, swagger-loaded, star-fucked, smuggler-ran, ship-wrecking, sci-fi shenanigans.
🚨 NSFW — NOT SAFE FOR WANNABEES
Alright, cupcake…
Let’s run a quick diagnostic before you enter.
BASIC FILTERING
You are NOT:
— a child,
— a boy whose mustache hasn’t grown past three heroic millimeters,
— a momma’s boy who still calls her “Mommy,”
— a freshman who thinks quoting Nietzsche makes him deep,
— someone who still sleeps under a Marvel blanket,
— a guy who brags about his GPA to strangers,
— a person who claps when airplanes land,
— someone who thinks wearing a beanie makes him a philosopher,
— the type who asks “what’s the WiFi?” before saying hello.
CERTIFIED EMOTIONAL DISASTERS
You are NOT:
— a grown adult who cries watching Twilight (“Bella deserved better…”),
— someone who saw Breaking Dawn and felt spiritually awakened,
— someone who still argues Team Edward vs Team Jacob in 2026,
— someone whose emotional stability depends on seasonal Starbucks cups,
— a man who refers to his cat as “my son,”
— a woman whose dog has a middle name,
— someone who uses “XD” unironically,
— someone who types UwU and means it.
FILM & TV BRAINROT
You are NOT:
— someone who thinks The Last Jedi is a misunderstood masterpiece,
— someone who claps when the Disney castle appears,
— the dude who says “actually, the book was better” without reading the book,
— someone who thinks watching three episodes of Rick and Morty makes them a genius,
— someone whose entire identity is “I watch A24 films. I am enlightened.”
GAMER DELUSION CHECK
You are NOT:
— a gamer who plays everything on “story mode” and brags like he defeated God,
— someone who rage-quits Tetris,
— someone who calls themselves a “pro” because they once killed a bot,
— someone still waiting for Half-Life 3 like it’s a religious prophecy,
— someone who uses “git gud” as a self-help philosophy.
SCIENCE BULLSHIT DETECTOR
You are NOT:
— someone who thinks quantum entanglement means FTL texting your crush,
— someone who thinks quantum tunneling = future teleportation booths,
— someone who believes “electrons have feelings if you talk to them nicely,”
— someone who thinks Schrödinger’s cat is a real cat NASA lost,
— someone who watched Interstellar once and now explains black holes to astrophysicists,
— someone who believes “dark matter is just God hiding stuff.”
SPIRITUAL & ZODIAC DELUSIONS
You are NOT:
— someone who starts their decisions with “As a Sagittarius…”,
— someone who thinks Mercury retrograde ruined their marriage,
— someone who calls themselves “an empath” but is just rude,
— someone who brings crystals to job interviews,
— someone who says “I manifest things” but hasn’t manifested rent yet.
INTERNET CLOWNERY
You are NOT:
— a guy who writes “alpha male” in his Instagram bio,
— someone who comments “first” under YouTube videos in 2026,
— someone who believes memes are a love language,
— someone whose entire personality is Minecraft,
— someone who calls their opinions “hot takes” but they’re all lukewarm,
— someone who posts gym selfies but does 3 pushups and a prayer.
PERSONALITY FAILURES
You are NOT:
— someone who thinks drinking IPAs gives them a personality,
— someone whose confidence is measured in millimeters,
— a man who says “bro trust me” before giving terrible advice,
— someone whose dad calls them “champ” ironically,
— someone who thinks reading Dune once unlocked universal enlightenment,
— someone who takes notes during Joe Rogan episodes.
THE FINAL BRAIN CELL FILTER
You are NOT:
— someone who thinks AI is magic,
— someone who fears 5G towers because “vibes felt weird,”
— someone who uses “literally” to mean “not literally,”
— someone who thinks NFTs are coming back,
— someone who thinks ChatGPT is a sentient demon,
— someone who says “I’m quirky” but can’t list a single quirk,
ThE MoDeRn AuDiEnCe
You are NOT:
— someone who thinks every story needs to be “updated for MoDeRn AuDiEnCe,”
— someone who gets nervous when fiction has sharp edges,
— someone who thinks morally gray characters need HR supervision,
— someone who wants villains to pause the plot and explain their trauma,
— someone who believes every apocalypse needs cozy representation and soft lighting,
— someone who calls corporate slop “brave and refreshing,”
— someone who needs a redemption arc for the chainsaw,
— someone who thinks discomfort is a writing mistake,
— someone who wants horror to be safe, validated, and emotionally available,
— someone who sees a flawed character and immediately asks, “But are we supposed to like them?”
— someone who thinks art should apologize before it speaks,
— someone who believes the audience must be protected from the emotionally unstable, literature-abusing basement goblin who calls himself an author,
If NOT —
welcome to the filthy void of Adult Sci-Fi.
If YES, I AM —
get out before grandma catches you reading this.
This piece of cosmic trash —
which the delusional author calls “literature” —
is NOT for you.
